" "Of course—of course," returned Wood, hastily; "anything's better than that. It was the only way to make the monthly bills. He halted,—looked fearfully around,—stopped again, and exclaimed aloud, "I don't like the job; and yet it must be done, or Mr. Wood then led the way up a rather high and, according to modern notions, incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers. Could she understand what she was talking about? Luckily it was a second-class carriage and the ordinary fellowtravellers were not there. But I never seen Mr Charvill, and when the Frenchie come out, I followed him again, like you told me. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. He could hardly open the envelope, he trembled so. What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man? Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift? But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah, but that had been after he had played for her. Watching her strip had been delicious for him, and a part of him enjoyed her self-consciousness acutely. “But if you weren’t keen on the suffrage business, why on earth did you go to prison?” Ann Veronica reflected. The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to their conversation. He looked at her guiltily.
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